Never mind, we’ll get there eventually.īold, discursive and deep, Robertson’s sweeping history of life and politics in twentieth century Scotland should not be ignored. It was only recently that some ex high heid yin admitted that even the CIA was involved in dirty tricks during the first devolution referendum campaign, in 1979. I remember standing waiting at the station for the train to come only to be told that it wouldn’t be coming because there was a bomb on the line just outside the station – really! Even crazier it turned out that the bomb had been put there by someone I was at school with and his brother, and ‘we’ all knew that they didn’t have three brain cells between them! Since the successful devolution referendum in 1997 there has thankfully been none of that sort of nonsense, not that it ever amounted to much.Īnyway, I digress, although this book is about ordinary Scottish people, it’s also sprinkled with politicians, pressure groups and spies. There were a few complete nutters who did try campaigns of violence.
In reality I’ve always hankered after an independent Scotland, but never thought it was worth one person’s life or any acts of violence at all.
It brought back so many memories, particularly the unexplained death of Willie MacRae, a solicitor and SNP activist which I had forgotten about (how could I have?) and the rise of Scottish Nationalism in the early 1970s. I loved it because it’s the history of Scotland since the 1950s although it does dip back into some old soldiers’ World War 2 experiences. (You can read Jack’s much fuller review here.) It’s written in six parts and it involves quite a lot of characters who at times don’t seem to have anything to do with each other but their stories all link up eventually. It was first published in 2010 and it’s quite a chunkster at 671 pages. It was Jack who recommended that I should read And the Land Lay Still by James Robertson, he thought it was great, and I have to agree.
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